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Daniel Digby iscursed by his good looks. After years of sexual harassment, he’s convincedwearing a wedding ring is the answer to fending off unwanted attention.

CiCi Newport is cursed by her family’s money. When men look her way, all theysee are dollar signs. After two years, her “no dating” rule is still in place.

After a chance meeting, they’re entwined for the holidays. What starts asattraction might just be the holiday cure they’re looking for.

LindseyGray’s Biography and Links:

Lindsey Gray dreamed of severaldifferent careers as a child. On the short list were doctor, chef, and actress.None held her attention like putting pen to paper and creating her own worldthrough words. Since 2010, she has published three novels and one short storywith The Writer's Coffee Shop Publishing House. In 2013, she went on her firstself-publishing adventure and produced her novella, "Fireworks".

A mid-west native, Lindsey enjoys spending time with her husband and twochildren, rooting for the Green Bay Packers, reading whatever she can get herhands on, and making life interesting at every turn.Link List:

The Sentinels live inour future and are the Keepers of Time. Sentinels have the responsibility ofguarding the once gifted and proclaimed golden-children of the greatestgovernment’s scientific communities. With the collapse of the world, they now hideand try to correct the downfall that nearly led to the end of life.

A team oftechnically-altered humans race through frozen landscapes to save those theycan and try to correct the flawed outcomes that threaten to create thecatastrophic future. They’re faster, stronger, and more agile than those livingin the time period. These unknown heroes live on low income jobs while theyreport to Melanie Shepherd, who freezes time to assist them in their endeavors.

Is an event ever toobig for them to stop?

MicheleRichards Biography and Links:

MicheleRichard is an author and the CEO of Renaissance Romance. Michele wrote the“Mocked by” series including Mocked byDestiny and the Mocked by Faith trilogy.She writes what comes from the heart.Raised in Maryland, Michele currently resides in the Boston area. WhenMichele is between books, her days are filled with family and friends. Hergreatest passions are traveling and learning new languages. She is currentlylearning French, Spanish and ASL, and one day hopes to be fluent in them. Shehas never met a language she didn’t like.

In2012, Michele opened Renaissance Romance Publishing with her partners, LisaBilbrey and Laura Braley. Together, the three run the day to day workings of asmall press.

Jade has worked as a Seductor in a secret organization for five years now. Her main job? To earn the trust of her targets and secure the object or information her company was hired to steal—by any means necessary. She’s damn good at it, too. With five years left on her contract, she is handed an assignment that turns her world upside down.

Oliver Kirkham is the attractive, young CEO of Kirkham Industries, a weapons manufacturing company, and is currently in possession of some very important blueprints—blueprints that could change the way war, as we know it, works. He’s extremely focused and doesn’t have time to date, at least until he comes to the rescue of a shy but very alluring Jade Gibbs.

What happens when one night of passion turns into more? Will Jade allow her feelings for Oliver to get in the way of her mission? Or will she do what she was hired to do and secure the steal?

“You’re so young and…fun. I thought CEOs were supposed to be bald with beer bellies, and be too stressed out to even crack a smile.”

“Are those the kind of CEOs you have as your clients?”

“Yes,” I laughed.

“These interior art skills of yours—how much do they cost?”

“Are you interested in utilizing my skills, Oliver?”

“I’m very interested, Miss Gibbs.” Oliver’s look became almost predatory.

“Maybe we should take this conversation elsewhere, then?” I suggested, looking around the bar.

“Where did you have in mind?” he asked, moving a little closer, his hand lightly skimming my leg.

“I was thinking of retiring for the night. It’s getting quite late,” I breathed, stretching out to play with his tie.

“Alone?”

“Actually, I was kind of hoping for some company,” I whispered timidly, pushing off my stool and slowly walking toward the lobby area. Counting to five, I turned to see Oliver walking toward me, looking dark and dangerously handsome. I was actually looking forward to seeing if this guy was any good in bed.

I pushed the button for the elevator and leaned against the wall just as he caught up with me.

“I hope I’m reading these signs correctly,” he grinned just as the elevator doors opened. With a small grin, I stepped in and pulled him with me. Oliver crashed his lips against mine right as the doors closed behind us.

Kissing was second nature to me. I could fake desire, even if it felt like I was kissing a wet fish, but as Oliver lifted me by my ass and pinned me against the elevator wall, I groaned in actual pleasure. I didn’t have to fake it. Desire flooded through my veins as I ran my hands into his dark hair.

“Christ, you’re beautiful,” he groaned, his lips moving down my neck while his hands began to fumble for the hem of my dress. I was about to start dry humping the guy if he kept on like he was.

“Ugh…” I groaned as his hands worked their way under my dress and he gripped my ass cheeks roughly. “Oliver…ugh…which floor?” He leaned toward the elevator buttons with me still wrapped around him, and pressed a button before quickly returning to attacking my neck.

“I saw you the moment I walked into the bar tonight,” he purred, his hands running slowly down my chest. Both my legs were wrapped around his waist. “And I wanted you.”

“Ugh…I…I’m flattered,” I said, forcing a blush. The elevator opened and Oliver finally let me go. As I slid down his body, I could feel his muscles through his shirt. Mm…it really was going to be a fun few months.

“I want you to know I don’t usually do this sort of thing,” I muttered, playing with the zipper on my purse while he opened his bedroom door.

“Neither do I.” He shook his head as if to clear it from a random thought, and somehow, I didn’t believe him. He was too smooth and confident to have never picked a girl up in a bar before.

“Wow, your room is so much bigger than mine!” I acted awestruck, gazing around as I placed my bag on a table. “Is this just the living area?” I gasped, turning to see that he was suddenly right in front of me. He responded by crashing his lips against mine while backing me against the wall.

“I don’t want to make small talk anymore. I just want to fuck you, Jade,” he growled into my ear. Holy crap! I was so turned on; I could feel the wetness between my legs begin to flow. His hands came back up underneath my dress, but rather than grab my ass like he had in the elevator, he simply pulled my panties down. “Do you want me to fuck you?”

“YES!” It was a plea, because in that moment, I’d never wanted anything more. I heard his belt buckle and the sound of foil before he was suddenly slamming me hard against the wall. Fuck, I’d dreamed of being taken this way, but never once had I thought it would happen. Who was this guy?

“I’m going to make you cum harder than you’ve ever cum before,” he smoldered into my ear. His fingers slowly teased my entrance and I arched my back, needing more. “I can feel how much you want this. I know your kind—shy and withdrawn. Let me free you. Let me release the desire I know is inside you.” Oh, this guy had no idea just how much desire was inside me. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, drawing him toward me before I bit down on his neck.

“Fuck, yes,” Oliver growled, and with one deep thrust he was inside me.

I’d never been fucked this hard before. I was wanton. I needed everything the guy could give me as he slammed into me over and over again while I was pinned against the wall. “You feel so good,” he panted between thrusts.

“Fuck me harder!” I was totally breaking character, but I’d never had a man bring me to orgasm without my help before, and right now, I needed that moment more than the air I breathed.

Before I could make sense of what was happening, I felt myself begin to build—the feeling becoming warmer and more intense with each of his movements. This guy was going to make me cum. Jade Phillips—top Seductor—was finally going to cum by the power of a man!

“Give it to me, Jade. Don’t you fucking dare deny yourself!” Oliver could feel my orgasm begin to take control, so he slid his fingers between us, circling my clit to help ease my release out.

When I did explode, it was earth shattering.

“Ugh…fuck…fuck…fuck,” I groaned, my entire body trembling.

Oliver continued to pound into me until he found his own release. “Fuck, yes, Jade…ugh…ugh…I knew you’d make me cum this hard!” Oh my God! He looked so hot when he climaxed.

I was still pinned against the wall, held up by his arms as we regulated our breathing.

“You see?” Oliver finally spoke. “I knew there was a wild girl in there somewhere.”

Excerpt (PG-13):
“I have a priority mission I want you to take, Jade. The rewards for this one are huge,” she explained as she passed the paperwork over to me. “It’s going to take a few months of hard work to infiltrate the actual home of Mr. Kirkham. As you can see, he owns quite a few properties, but only one of the locations houses the main hard drive that our client needs. I’m sure you can use your talents as an advantage to find out which one, though.” I laughed, knowing exactly what Sonia meant. I was one of her top Seductors, after all. In the last five years, I had made over fifty million dollars for the company. My looks helped…a lot. I was your typical perfect blonde with clear blue eyes and legs that went on forever. Men fell for my innocent act, but I was no angel in real life. It never took a target long to find that out, either. Especially if I chose to take them to bed to gain access to what I’d been assigned to steal. I didn’t always need to go the whole way, though—I was just that good.

Sonia was the top dog at the Seductors, and she reported straight to the owner of the organization. I guess you could describe our headquarters in Florida a little like the playboy mansion, except we had guys here, too, and all of us were trained to defend ourselves if we needed to. Rule #6: Seductors must make sure they are always able to protect themselves from any sudden danger. A monthly refresher is mandatory to renew certification.

I could only speculate that our founder must have once been a secret agent or in the FBI in the past, because the contacts this organization had could rival that of the Secret Service. I was still trying to work out if that person was a male or female, but either way, our founder was a genius.

As I sat in front of Sonia, I began to look closely over the paperwork. My new target was a Mr. Oliver Kirkham of Kirkham Industries. He wasn’t a bad looking guy according to the picture in his file: tall, dark and handsome—just the way I liked them. His income stats weren’t too bad, either. Half a billion dollars in net profits last year. Damn, that was a lot of money. He had no partner at the moment, although he had been linked to quite a few women over the last few years. Nothing appeared too serious, however, which was interesting.

It seemed I’d need to travel a bit to track this Mr. Kirkham down. London and New York seemed to be popular places for him.

“When do I leave?” I asked Sonia while I was still reading Mr. Kirkham’s file.

“He’s due in London next weekend to head up an industrial conference.”

“Now, that sounds like fun,” I teased.

“I’m sure you’ll be able to liven up his visit, Jade,” Sonia winked. “Make sure you read that file carefully. We have a lot of money riding on this contract, so we can’t afford any mistakes.”

“Have I ever let you down?” I pointed out.

“Why do you think I’ve put you on this assignment? When do you think you’ll complete the job you’re on right now?”

“I’ll have the diamonds by tomorrow evening,” I smirked.

“That quickly?” Sonia looked impressed, but then I had only been on the job for two weeks.

“It’s an easy steal. I made first contact yesterday, and of course we hit it off. I’m meeting him at his house tomorrow,” I replied.

“You’re ruthless, Jade,” Sonia grinned before dismissing me.

As I continued to study my new file, it became clear that Mr. Kirkham was big in the weapons industry. Our client wanted the blueprints for a new machine—the S1030—that was being designed by his company. No wonder this was such a big payout for us.

I had no conscience when it came to stealing, nor did I know who wanted these blueprints. Clients had the choice of remaining anonymous to the chosen Seductor—as was the case with this job—but I never thought about the outcome anyway. This was business. It was all about the money, and this deal was worth five million dollars. It was the biggest mission I’d ever been assigned to, and I would succeed. There was no doubt in my mind.

It would be really nice to work on just one case for a few months without having to worry about other assignments; sometimes I felt like a prostitute when I was tasked with seducing more than one target at the same time. This Oliver was becoming more pleasing to the eye each time I gazed at him.

Oh, this could even be fun!

About the Author:
B.L. Wilde is a British author obsessed with many things, including heated love stories. Supported fully by her husband, she can often be found at her desk working on her next project.

Her journey into the world of erotica began when she started writing online stories over three years ago, and she hasn't looked back since.

Gabriel’s
Redemption Blog Tour

Summary:

From the author of the New York Times
bestsellers Gabriel’s
Rapture and Gabriel’s
Inferno comes the epic conclusion to the captivating romantic trilogy.

Professor Gabriel Emerson has left
his position at the University of Toronto to embark on a new life with his
beloved Julianne. Together, he’s confident that they can face any
challenge. And he’s
eager to become a father.

But Julianne’s graduate program threatens Gabriel’s plans,
as the pressures of being a student become all consuming. When she is given the
honor of presenting an academic lecture at Oxford, Gabriel is forced to
confront Julianne about the subject of her presentation—research
that conflicts with his own. And in Oxford, several individuals from their past
appear, including an old nemesis intent on humiliating Julia and exposing one
of Gabriel’s darkest secrets.

In an effort to confront his
remaining demons, Gabriel begins a quest to discover more about his biological
parents, beginning a chain of events that has startling repercussions for
himself, Julianne, and his hope of having a family.

Bio:

I'm
interested in the way literature can help us explore aspects of the human
condition - particularly suffering, sex, love, faith, and redemption. My
favourite stories are those in which a character takes a journey, either a
physical journey to a new and exciting place, or a personal journey in which he
or she learns something about himself/herself.

I'm also interested in how aesthetic
elements such as art, architecture, and music can be used to tell a story or to
illuminate the traits of a particular character. In my writing, I combine all
of these elements with the themes of redemption, forgiveness, and the
transformative power of goodness.

I try to use my platform as an author
to raise awareness about the following charities: Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep
Foundation, WorldVision, Alex's Lemonade Stand, and Covenant House. For more
information, see my Twitter account.

At
the turn of the century, the Victorian upper classes live in a vibrant but
strictly-ordered world that encourages gentle, intellectual pursuits. Theirs is
a life of ease and elegance, but it can be snatched away from them in an
instant if the rules of polite society are not followed. Gothic novelist
Geoffrey Hawes has never been willing to let such restrictions hold him back,
and he refuses to honor conventions for which there is no discernible value.
When he spends a social season in a community created to celebrate the Arts,
music, and philosophy, he is unexpectedly befriended by the daughter of the
Governor, Miranda Claridge.

Bitter
and disenchanted with the privileged and wealthy, Geoffrey finds his beliefs
repeatedly challenged by the intelligent and vivacious Miranda. In the midst of
their heated debates on the mores of the upper class, this unlikely friendship
blossoms into a passionate love. He encourages her to pursue her interest in
painting and gives her a new understanding of what relationships between men
and women should be. Meanwhile, Miranda begins to open his eyes to all that is
wonderful and beautiful and good in the world.

Geoffrey
at last accepts that he has fallen in love with Miranda, but misunderstandings
and lies come between them. Knowing that Miranda believes it is her duty to
marry, he prepares himself to hear news of her wedding. Geoffrey attempts to
escape the pain of her perceived rejection by traveling and throwing himself
into his work. However, he cannot run forever. One day, he encounters Miranda
again and soon discovers that she is not the same woman he left behind. Can the
couple realize that they each must relinquish some of their prejudices and
preconceived notions before it is too late? Can love really conquer all?

Excerpt:

“I
have not been humoring you, Miss Claridge. On the contrary, I am intrigued that
such a refined and doubtless well-protected woman as you should carry such
sorrow. Will you not confide in me?”

Her
answering smile was wry. “Am I to provide material for your next book? I assure
you, there is nothing I could hope to offer that would interest you or your
readership.” The words were bitter, but her tone was not.

“I
would tell you that you will not appear in my work, but that is beyond my
power. Pieces of every person I encounter have a way of appearing in my books,
whether I will it or no.” Moved by some inexplicable impulse, he reached out
and took her hand in both of his. “Let me assure you, however, that I am most
anxious to know what troubles you so.”

“You
are very kind,” she said.

“That
surprises you?”

“A
bit. You do not strike me as a man who interests himself in the problems of a
mere girl, least of all a naïve and inexperienced one such as I.”

“This
is perhaps true,” he allowed. “Yet I sense, Miss Claridge, that there is more
in your heart and mind than I would expect to discover in a woman of your
upbringing.”

“I
very much doubt that, sir. In truth, from infancy I have been schooled to have
as little on my mind as possible.”

Her
eyes returned to their perusal of the lake, but he continued his examination of
her face.

After
a moment, he responded. “Be that as it may, I think there is quite a good deal
in your mind, and in your heart, too. I very much hope that I am nearby if ever
you should decide to divulge it.”

Elizabeth Lawrence is the author
of both contemporary and period romances. Each book incorporates its own unique
blend of humor and reverence, the peculiar and the mundane. In addition to her
novels, Elizabeth serves as a freelance editor. A lifelong writer and former
paralegal, Elizabeth divides her free time between her husband and two sons,
her three cats, her collection of cozy murder mysteries, and her mildly severe
caffeine addiction. A native of Lawrence, Kansas, Elizabeth now works from her
home in Cleveland, Ohio.